Hi everyone!
My name's David. My family has 5 cats. All Siamese, four seal points, one blue point. They're all family, we have their mother (Sheena) and her four offspring (Junior, Silvester, Misha and Paul). Their dad was my cat since I was 10 years old, a majestic Balinese who I called Peluso and tragically passed away last year.
I had to euthanize him and I can't think of something more horrible to have to do. To end the life of someone you love so much. I'm still very heart broken and I choke up just writing about it.
I'm afraid just over a year later, I'm reliving some of the same things I went through with Peluso. Junior, now 15 years old, started losing weight several months ago and became increasingly picky about his food and ate less and less. In the last couple of weeks he's stopped eating altogether and have had to resort to forcing him to eat and now liquids through a drip bag. The vet that's been looking after him can't figure out what's wrong. They go from early kidney disease, to pancreatitis, hyperthyroidism, to possible tumor, etc. A new theory every visit. He had an ultrasound, no tumor was found but still no good idea on what's ailing him.
Worst of all is that all our other cats, Sheena, Misha, Paul and Silvester have all now stopped eating as well. It drives me bananas that nobody can figure this out. My mother's done a lot of online research but she's not a vet, she's treated them with organic medicine for the possible conditions and it worked for a while but now I'm deeply concerned and dreading that they're slipping away from us. Junior is so light and feels cold to touch and is a painful reminder of what my dear Peluso looked like on his last days with me.
I'm going to make a visit to Vancouver's Feline Hospital to get an other opinion since I've lost faith in our vet and I don't want to give up on our guys, I just can't take a blow like that.
My name's David. My family has 5 cats. All Siamese, four seal points, one blue point. They're all family, we have their mother (Sheena) and her four offspring (Junior, Silvester, Misha and Paul). Their dad was my cat since I was 10 years old, a majestic Balinese who I called Peluso and tragically passed away last year.
I had to euthanize him and I can't think of something more horrible to have to do. To end the life of someone you love so much. I'm still very heart broken and I choke up just writing about it.
I'm afraid just over a year later, I'm reliving some of the same things I went through with Peluso. Junior, now 15 years old, started losing weight several months ago and became increasingly picky about his food and ate less and less. In the last couple of weeks he's stopped eating altogether and have had to resort to forcing him to eat and now liquids through a drip bag. The vet that's been looking after him can't figure out what's wrong. They go from early kidney disease, to pancreatitis, hyperthyroidism, to possible tumor, etc. A new theory every visit. He had an ultrasound, no tumor was found but still no good idea on what's ailing him.
Worst of all is that all our other cats, Sheena, Misha, Paul and Silvester have all now stopped eating as well. It drives me bananas that nobody can figure this out. My mother's done a lot of online research but she's not a vet, she's treated them with organic medicine for the possible conditions and it worked for a while but now I'm deeply concerned and dreading that they're slipping away from us. Junior is so light and feels cold to touch and is a painful reminder of what my dear Peluso looked like on his last days with me.
I'm going to make a visit to Vancouver's Feline Hospital to get an other opinion since I've lost faith in our vet and I don't want to give up on our guys, I just can't take a blow like that.